Maybe it was because of wine, or maybe it was because of Wen Yu's fingering and touching, Ji Anning's eyes were shimmering, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white cheeks.

Wen Yu likes her like this. She has too much pressure during this period and doesn’t have much time or energy to accompany her. She goes home every day to study quietly, read books quietly, and surf the Internet.

She is so quiet that it makes people feel distressed.

Wen Yu occasionally handles business gaps, and looks up at her. She always keeps her head low and concentrates on her. Wen Yu thought that after everything is over, Ji Anning's life will be full of vitality and laughter, and she must be full of vitality as before.

Finally, everything was handled, and the rest was left to his father.

Finally, I could give her all his time.

Ji Anning was a little drunk.

Wen Yu was so bad that he always poured her wine. The smile on his lips was so bad that he didn't know what bad things he was going to do to her later.

But Ji Anning found that compared to Wen Yu who was deep and cold in the past two months, she still liked Wen Yu, who had bad energy in her eyes and squeamish corners of her eyebrows and mouth.

This is his true appearance when he relaxes.

Ji Anning thought Wen Yu would take her home, but after leaving the restaurant, he took her directly into the elevator.

"If you don't go home today, just live here." He pushed her down on the elevator wall and lowered his head to kiss.

This building is originally a famous hotel in the city.

"Unfair." Ji Anning muttered, "You drink less than me."

Wen Yu smiled and said, "Where is it? It's obviously your cup, I'm not missing a cup, okay?"

Ji Anning pulled his clothes and didn't believe it: "Then why are you not drunk at all?"

She obviously had her feet floating and her head was dizzy. But Wen Yu was completely fine. His eyes were so bright that they looked like two clusters of flames in it.

Wen Yu's chest vibrated with laughter. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "If I'm drunk, it's boring tonight."

He gently bit Ji Anning's auricle. It was also her sensitivity.

She had many sensitivity, and he hadn't had time to develop it carefully. Tonight happened to be.

The dexterous tongue tip penetrated into the ears and teased it, Ji Anning's moon softened.

The elevator sounded "ding".

Wen Yu bent down, hugged Ji Anning's Shuangyue retreat, and hugged her together.

Ji Anning exclaimed softly, hurriedly hugged Wen Yu's head and shoulders to stabilize himself.

Wen Yu shook her and asked her to sit on his arm. This position seemed like holding a child. Ji Anning leaned over and hugged his shoulders, laughing.

The room is large and spacious, with an oversized sized bed in the bedroom, and a round jacuzzi stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Wen Yu threw Ji Anning onto the bed, and Ji Anning immediately fell into it.

She looked at it dizzyly, thinking it was a unique mattress, but when she fell into it, she found that there was a thick layer of rose petals on the bed.

Wen Yu didn't use red roses. The red roses used by middle-aged people to propose marriages were too old-fashioned for him and Ji Anning. The rose he chose was milky white and pink, just like Ji Anning's delicate cheeks, and more like many parts of her body.

When his clothes were gone, Wen Yu's idea was confirmed.

Ji Anning's first time shouldn't be so gloomy, gray, and depressing. Wen Yu vowed to compensate her well.

He melted Ji Anning like fire.

Ji Anning turned into water, gurgling, gurgling, turbulent, and decisive.

Sometimes it flows undercurrent, sometimes it rushes. The previous moment is as quiet as a deep ravine, and the next second it is turned by the dragon that controls the water, making the waves surging.

Ji Anning's eyes were wet. He couldn't hold back anything in his throat. He always felt ashamed and bit his lips tightly.

"Baby," Wen Yu said with a smile, "If you want to, just shout."

Ji Anning raised his hand to cover his eyes, and finally made an uncontrollable sound. He was in tune with the petals falling from the bed.

This rhythm lasts for a long time, and Wen Yu has developed a good waist strength for twenty years, which is the time to use military force.

Ji Anning's first peak in his life reached the top here.

She felt that she had turned from a pool of water into a cloud of mist, evaporating, rising, and finally reaching the clouds.

At this time, every cell in the body is alive and jumping happily. Ji Anning feels that she is alive than ever before.

She hugged Wen Yu tightly.

Wen Yu was hot and hot, and he distributed his vitality to her.

Water and fire blend together and become one.

But Wen Yu was not satisfied.

He took a short rest and carried Ji Anning into the large bathtub in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Ji Anning had already consumed almost all her energy, so she drank again and was soaked in hot water. She had all the alcohol in her head. If Wen Yu hadn't hugged her, she might have drowned.

The lights were turned off in the bedroom, and looking out from the bathtub, you could see the bright lights and wines of this bustling city.

Ji Anning hugged Wen Yu and lay on his shoulder, and saw his arms being dyed by the neon light from penetrating through the glass.

She raised her eyes and saw many roofs far and near outside. Her eyes were blurred and she narrowed her eyes and wanted to look carefully.

Wen Yu suddenly said: "This bathtub was designed by a famous Italian teacher, and every part is in line with human mechanics."

"Hmm?" Ji Anning was confused. She was dizzy and didn't know what Wen Yu suddenly said about this.

"Do you know..." Wen Yu lifted her up and bit her ear and said, "Every line in this bathtub has a meaning of existence."

Ji Anning was even more confused, her rosy lips were slightly open, and her eyes were like a layer of water, confused and innocent.

Wen Yu remembered that she was sobbing like a beast under him just now. Xiao Yuefu's heat that had not yet dissipated gathered again, and his body entered a state of ready to go.

"Come on, try here." He coaxed her, asked her to let go of his arm that was squeezing his shoulders, and held her to lie on the bathtub wall.

There was a curved shape that was concave and convex. Ji Anning lay over and found that the slanted shape just supported her body.

Very comfortable.

"Look, I've told you that every line has a meaning of existence." Wen Yu pressed her back and said in her ear.

His voice was mute, and the heat was blowing into Ji Anning's ears, and she couldn't stand it. She couldn't help twisting it.

Yue Yao was suddenly held tightly by the palm, and Wen Yu immediately bumped into it.

Ji Anning gasped, stretched his arms forward, and naturally grabbed the bulge in front to leverage the force.

It turns out that every line has its meaning of existence.

Ji Anning was dizzy. When he was hit hard, he opened his eyes and had floor-to-ceiling glass on his face. The whole city was shaking, making his head even more dizzy.

Ji Anning closed her eyes and opened them again.

The building in the distance always looks familiar.

Ji Anning tightened his hands and struggled to stabilize his body. It was always difficult to have Wen Yu here.

But Ji Anning finally saw the building in the distance.

She recognized it. From there, An Ning fell and fell and died in the previous century.

Ji Anning sobbed: "Wen Yu! Wen Yu!"

Wen Yu was bravely advancing, waves were churning, and he heard the sound of "Hmm" and panted, "Baby?"

Ji Anning whimpered: "I'm dead..."

Wen Yu was at the critical point of death, but was agitated by Ji Anning and groaned, and he ascended to the immortal world with Jule and died with her.

When he woke up the next day, Ji Anning had a split headache, which was the consequence of a hangover.

What's worse than this is the pain in the body, the movement of legs, and the muscles are a little cramped.

Ji Anning was confused for a long time before he found the memories before the fragments.

Wen Yu has been tossing for many times in one night, but he has vented all the anger he has caused in the past two months.

Ji Anning couldn't remember the number of times, but only remembered that he was crying and begging for mercy, but this bad guy kept laughing, and the more he laughed, the more arrogant he became.

Ji Anning groaned, turned over, pressed on Wen Yu, and said weakly: "Hey..."

Wen Yuzao spent the whole night, stared at her in a daze, and raised his arms to wrap around her.

"Last night," Ji Anning asked in a suffocating manner, "Have you used a condom?"

Wen Yu closed his eyes and raised his hand to make a ok.

Ji Anning was worried and asked again: "Where are those two times in the water?"

Wen Yu compared it again.

Ji Anning breathed a sigh of relief and lay down at Yuexiongkou and stopped moving.

"Don't worry..." The feeling of satisfaction had not yet dissipated, Wen Yu's voice was a little hoarse and lazy.

"I won't be so careless." He closed his eyes and stroked her spine one by one. The raised butterfly bone felt very good, "I won't let you suffer that kind of sin."

In the past two months, Anning did not cut her hair. Her hair was longer than before, smooth and cooler, and scattered on Wen Yu's Yuehunting chamber.
To be continued...